How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?

Chapter 8 You don’t have to think so clearly about subspace matters
Sometimes, Fujimaru Ritsuka really couldn't say which thing made her feel more tired: spending a hundred years in a fantasy world to govern a rotten planet, leading an army to conquer the galaxy, and finally fighting in the final battle. After being killed once during the rebellion, I realized again that the mental age of creatures like the original body was generally no more than five years old.

If nothing else, Conrad Coates and Ferrus Manus are very good examples.

"Two gentlemen. Although there is indeed a lack of reference objects in this environment where there is nothing but golden light, and you can't even distinguish up, down, left, and right, but do you think I can't tell that a typhoon has just passed through here?" Fujimaru Ritsuka He held his forehead and said, "Also, when I came here last time, I obviously got some basic furniture here. Even if no one wants to use it, it's good to use it to mark the specific location - where are those things now?"

"What kind of typhoon is passing through? We just had some 'friendly exchanges' that should be expected between brothers reunited after a long absence. We didn't do anything extraordinary."

Conrad Coates, whose form was not stable to begin with, was about to lose his outline under the opponent's attack and turned into a ball of black slime, and chuckled indifferently.He was used to being a bad person in the last stage of his life, so in a sense, he has set his own bottom line very low now, and it is not surprising that he behaves like this.However, when Ferrus Manus, who was still angry and still looked menacing, heard the latter question, his face, which was completely composed of the golden flames of the emperor's psychic energy, suddenly showed a bit of embarrassment.

"Father took them away when he came to inspect last time." Ferus directly answered the second question selectively, "Using psychic energy to create things out of thin air is a very rare spell. He wants to know how you do it. of."

Fujimaru Ritsuka stared at the two original bodies - or to describe them from the forms that were directly received visually, two somewhat erratic shadows - for a few seconds, and finally decided to stay for the sake of his own mental health. On the premise that the spirit needs a rest, it is better not to investigate why they started fighting again for the time being.

As the only person present who had a physical entity and could return to the real world at any time as long as she had the idea, she felt that she needed to be more generous.

So she sighed, reached forward - and then "picked out" some kind of colorless and translucent large crystal cluster from the empty position, as if it was hanging there originally, and she just ordinary He just made an action to take it down: "That's it. Although it is difficult for us to do it on such a large scale at once, it is not difficult in terms of technology alone."

Although it was understandable that she was giving an explanation that included a practical demonstration to answer the question of Ferrus Manus (or the Emperor), even in the Warp, this scene was for two people who only had the most basic understanding of psychic powers. It's still a bit too baffling for the original body.This kind of thing is difficult to understand based on pure reason and logic. It may be difficult to understand the principle no matter how many times you read it.

"In principle, it is to gather the scattered ether like using evocation spells, but without giving them any specific direction of what they will form. If the project can be completed safely and successfully, the result will be like this Ether block." Fujimaru Ritsuka waved the crystal cluster in his hand, "This thing is of no use, but because ether itself is a type of energy, the things produced in this way also comply with the law of conservation of mass and energy, so it can-"

She suddenly turned around and threw the crystal cluster like a shot put——

"--so!"

The large piece of translucent crystal exploded in the air under the golden sky without warning.

"But the cost-effectiveness of this is very low." Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to know what the two people next to him were thinking. He turned around and added, "In special circumstances, we will talk about tactics. Under normal circumstances, we use this magic product. Explosives are far less effective than using magic to explode directly.

"Then, based on this basic shaping theory, if you add corresponding concepts to it by some means when converging the ether——"

Fujimaru Ritsuka reached forward again, and this time she "picked out" a ceremonial dagger decorated with rubies at the end of the hilt from an empty place: "——It's the so-called 'creation out of thin air'."

Ferrus Manus stared at the dagger for a second: "This...spell, what are its limits? Will factors such as the size, quality or complexity of the creation affect the completion of the final product? ?”

"Not in my case." Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, "Although among the magic that can achieve the effect of 'creating things out of thin air', the most common way is to add concepts to ether from the artist's own imagination. This kind of shaping The technique is called 'projection magic'. But that method requires the magician to understand the thing he wants to create at the atomic structure level and perfectly reproduce it through imagination. It is too difficult for me to learn at all. Yes. I am basically a summoning sorcerer, so my method of 'making things' is strictly speaking a form of seance."

Conrad Coates showed some interest in this: "Séance? The kind of magic that uses various rituals to attract the souls of specific dead people and communicate with them?"

"Well, when it comes to séances, it's normal to first think of human souls. However, séances in a broad sense apply to animism. Basically, every stone, grass, or anything that has been used for a long time has its own identity. "That kind of soul." Fujimaru Ritsuka explained, "For me, the process of weaving objects with magic power is: first draw the required magic power from the surroundings or from oneself, and then select the corresponding concepts or legends from the 'database' Something similar that can serve as the 'soul' of an object, let the two parties combine with each other, and through the influence of the non-material soul on the natural existence of the material form, the ether will naturally solidify into what I want."

While talking, Fujimaru Ritsuka pulled out a bolt gun from mid-air to demonstrate, and awkwardly threw the weapon, which was too big for her, to Ferus Manu, who looked a little eager to try. Sri Lanka.

"With this method, the process of molding the object is basically completed automatically, so there is no need to consider the accuracy of the operation. As long as the magic power is enough, anything can be made. If the concept itself is not wrong, it will not be as strong as the actual object. Any difference is very friendly to a half-bucket of water like me. As for where the limit is... why not ask the emperor if he can try it here! Anyway, I have long thought that the emperor should consider the living environment of his employees!"

The original body of the Iron Hands, who was looking down at the bolter that looked like it had just come off the production line, raised his head and said doubtfully: "What do you want to ask? Use telepathy?" Then he discovered that Fujimaru Ritsuka Hand There is already another golden scepter that appears out of thin air - it seems to be gilded with gorgeous carvings. The top statue is a standard Imperial Sky Eagle fluttering its wings and about to fly. The lines are inlaid with diamonds. Overall, it is very special. "Empire".

This kind of item with a special mark and special symbolic meaning is obviously not something that Fujimaru Ritsuka, who does not consider himself an "Imperialist", would choose to make by himself, so...

"The emperor did it." The girl accused expressionlessly, "I just asked him what architectural style he wanted, and he thrust this thing at me. He must have been peeking."

"What is that?" Conrad Coates asked curiously.

Of course he was not asking about the appearance of the scepter or what it represented, so Fujimaru Ritsuka's answer had nothing to do with the above question: "Similar to the administrator authority of the subspace domain to which the emperor belongs. It seems that by holding this, I can call upon the Emperor's spiritual power to be used as ether - although I know I shouldn't complain if I take this, but I also really hope that he can make the appearance a little more low-key..."

The girl sighed and closed her eyes to concentrate on her meditation.

Almost in the next moment, the two primarchs present immediately understood why Fujimaru Ritsuka clearly described the aftermath of their fight as a "passing typhoon" as soon as he broke free from the illusion.

When the turbulence formed by the gathering of ether begins to surge violently, it really feels like a typhoon.

This is a process that is difficult to describe, just like the space they are in is also difficult to describe.The scenes brought about by the waves of subspace are often difficult to explain with reason and logic, and the same is true of what is happening now.Fujimaru Ritsuka just closed his eyes and held up the scepter he received from the emperor with a calm face, seemingly not doing anything, but the waves of ether washed around him in a strange pattern.

One of the first changes to appear, or rather, to be discovered, was the emergence of gravity.Both primarchs felt a clear sense of drooping at a certain moment, and just when they adjusted their postures that were originally angled due to floating randomly and prepared for their fall, the white and smooth marble floor fell into place just right. Appearing under their feet - followed by thick and gorgeous carpets, exquisitely carved columns, eulogizing murals, solemn and elegant furnishings... Everything around them appeared out of thin air like a spreading holographic projection, and in a few breaths they appeared. A magnificent hall was created, and the building itself continues to extend around.

Conrad Coates first began to move curiously in this seemingly familiar building.He seemed to be restrained and did not move very far from where he was, but what he did was far from being restrained: after a period of seemingly ordinary fumbling around, he came to a painting of a team led by the Emperor during the Great Crusade. Beside the wall of a mural of a certain victory.He stared at the painting for a few seconds, seemingly trying to discern which battle it depicted. Then, just a second before the frowning Ferrus Manus was about to issue a warning, he suddenly stretched out his hand. , using his nails in a heart-wrenching scratching sound - considering his current shape, it is not entirely certain that they are nails, but it must be something similar - with a few precise scratches The emperor's face, which was emphasized to be solemn and glorious, was gouged out of the mural.

It was difficult to say exactly what he had in mind when he did this—whether it was a simple prank to vent his dissatisfaction, genuine resentment against the Emperor, or both.Anyway, after he finished doing the bad thing, he immediately showed a satisfied smile amidst Ferus' angry roar.

...Or maybe, the emperor's mural is just a reason, and he just wants to use various methods to constantly provoke Ferus here.

However, before this provocation actually escalated into a conflict, they were also surprised to find that the destroyed part of the wall was quickly returning to its original state.

"The 'concept' I gave to the magic power here is 'The Terra Palace at a certain moment in the 30th millennium.'" Fujimaru Ritsuka had stopped meditating at some point and took the long hair that was almost as tall as her. The stick poked the ground, "Because the concept is a 'moment' that is frozen, the internal scene will not change. Even if it is temporarily destroyed, the ether in the environment will attach itself to the concept and return the damaged place to its original state. .”

Ferrus Manus had no reaction to this, but Konrad Curze clicked his tongue with clear dissatisfaction.Before he turned back and regarded the mural on the wall as a scratching post for some large beast to sharpen its claws, Fujimaru Ritsuka added in time:
"Also, the Emperor wants to speak to you alone, Mr. Conrad. It seems he has something to explain to you."

She strode towards Konrad Coze holding the scepter, the golden double-headed eagle shining brightly in the splendid palace.

"Receive the psychic communication?" She nonchalantly stretched out the scepter with strong symbolic meaning in front of Conrad Coates, who showed an unabashed look of disgust: "I can Reject?"

he asked.

But judging from the fact that he had already stretched out his hand towards the scepter while asking the question, he knew very well that the answer was no.

(End of this chapter)